I'm fixing my eyes on the horizon|To try to find what's on the way|And find it before the sun rises|And I'm blinded by the shade||Let me sing a simple song with my brothers|Let my sisters come join in the choir|Let me raise up my voice with another|Let me burn with a holy fire|Oh, let me burn with a holy fire||Lied to, and broken, and weary|Hung by the ties that bind|Now, I begin to see clearly|What you look for you find||So, let me sing a simple song with my brothers|Let my sisters come join in the choir|Let me raise up my glass with another|Let me burn with a holy fire||Don't tell me now it's too little too late|Cause I need you to toe your line|And don't tell me now that I'm wasting my time|With my open eye waiting on a sign||Let me sing just a simple song with my brothers|Let my sisters come join in the choir|Let me raise up my voice with another|Let me burn|Let me burn|Oh, let me burn|Oh, let me burn, yeah!|Let me burn with a holy fire